"Good morning, engineer." A girl with a sweet smile, holding a glass of boiling water, passed by Schreck who was opening the door, and said a very friendly greeting.
"Uh, oh, good morning!" Schreck turned around and responded with a forced smile on his face.
He nervously opened the door of his office with the key, and then got in to avoid the sight of others.
It was as if the closed door in front of him could prevent everyone from prying at him.
As an engineer who has used the Magic Ball of Knowledge, he is a very respected technical backbone by other staff in the factory. Everyone will ask him for advice on many mechanical issues and affectionately call him engineer.
But now, he has just done something big that cannot be known to others, so he looks very nervous and even sweats often.
After all, he is not a professional spy. When doing spy work, he will inevitably feel nervous and guilty.
Throwing the briefcase on the table, he picked up the boiling water he had left in the cup yesterday and drank it up, finally stabilizing his mood.
When he thought about it carefully, he was about to become the hero of recovering the Arant Empire and saving his motherland. Schreke felt that he was full of strength. At least he thought that he was doing something big and that he was moving towards greatness.
.
The irritating work in front of him made him feel depressed, and he felt that he was destined to be a great person.
The spokesperson of the Magic Empire in the mortal world is destined to be superior to others. His children will also be brought to the Magic Empire to take good care of them and eventually become a great magician. This is the promise given to him by the puppets, and it is also the life he yearns for.
I opened a newspaper, which was full of reports about technological innovation and the success of various experiments. This was an internal technical newspaper, the kind that Eiland Hill was very authoritative about.
Schreck threw the newspaper aside impatiently. Every time he read articles about major technological breakthroughs, he would feel his determination wavering.
He didn't dare to look directly at the efforts of mortals, or to look at the results that sounded great. He didn't believe that mortals could surpass those magicians who were like gods, even if mortals had beaten the Holy Demon Empire to the point where it couldn't even lift its head.
After walking around his desk, he walked to the metal filing cabinet, opened the filing cabinet, and began to rummage through the information inside. These were some of the core information he had access to, about many technical products of this machinery manufacturing factory.
"Take some more...the technology obtained by the Puppet Empire can produce these equipment..." He looked at the missing file bags in the cabinet and muttered guiltily.
He had taken some away before. If these documents continued to be so small, sooner or later he would be exposed. But those people promised him that if he needed help, those people would take him away from here and find a place to hide his name.
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So although he was very nervous, he had no intention of backing down. Those gold coins gave him hope and the hope of becoming a master.
At worst, taking those gold coins to the Jesno Empire or the Palak Empire would be enough for him to become a rich man and live comfortably for the rest of his life.
Thinking of this, he stuffed the thick pile of documents and drawings into his document bag, and his expression became determined.
Anyway, I have done this several times, and now it is too late to think of anything else! Send these things to those puppets, and then leave with your family.
When the people above know that he is missing and find the lost documents, finding him is almost like looking for a needle in a haystack. All he needs to do is cross the border and reach the Jesno Empire or the Palak Empire. Changing his name is as simple as changing his name.
Simple thing.
"Dang, dang, dang." At this moment, there was a knock on his office door, which startled him. He hurriedly stuffed the documents in his hand back into the filing cabinet, then closed the cabinet and tidied his clothes.
Then he nervously asked: "Who, who?"
"Mr. Engineer, someone is looking for you." The voice of the little girl with a sweet smile came from the door, and it sounded very natural.
In Schreck's view, everyone has problems. He is now a person with a secret, so he is suspicious and suspicious of every look that looks at him.
However, in this case, it was obviously unrealistic not to open the door, so he walked to the door of the office and opened the door.
The two men stood behind the little girl, with smiles on their faces. As soon as they met, they introduced themselves: "Mr. Schreck, we are technicians from the '1572 Factory', and we are here to ask you some questions."
Schreke didn't think much and opened the door to his room: "Oh, oh, that's it, then come in and talk."
The young girl smiled sweetly at Schreck, then turned and left. After the two men entered the house, the man behind them closed the door.
"This is not the first time we have met, Mr. Schreck." One of the two men leaned against the wall at the door, looking at Schreck with a smile on his face, and said.
"Where...have I...met your Excellency?" Schreck frowned, as if trying to recall where exactly he and the other party had met.
The man leaning against the wall at the door didn't let him think for long, and said directly: "Maybe you haven't forgotten that the last time we met, you took some documents and walked into Lane 13 of Gruler Street...
"
"You guys!" Schreke naturally reacted immediately. He would definitely not forget where he had been. He suddenly wanted to stand up, but was suppressed by the man beside him who held his shoulders down.
"You'd better not move, Mr. Schreck!" The palm of the man next to him seemed to have a huge amount of power, which made Schreck breathless. The man spoke in an understatement, but with an unquestionable feeling.
tone.
"You've found the wrong person! I don't know what the name of Gruler Street is. You must have found the wrong person." Schreck was already panicking and defended himself in a wary tone.
A disdainful smile appeared on the face of the man leaning against the wall at the door, and he said coldly: "You'd better stop struggling, Mr. Schreck! The reason why we are here is because we have learned that you have leaked secrets.
Incriminating evidence! If you don’t confess, your sentence will be very long.”
"I...I..." Schreck wanted to defend himself a few more words, but found that he couldn't say it at all. The other party had already found his head, and even mentioned the exact location of Gruler Street.
When the time came, he knew that he was completely finished.
Before, he was still considering escaping with his whole family, but when the disaster came, he realized that escaping was actually as difficult as a happy ending.
…
In the room on Lane 13 of Gruler Street, a puppet was beaten into pieces by a row of bullets. He struggled and fell to the ground. Behind the shattered mask, a strange voice kept complaining: "Damn...
...If this is a more advanced puppet, you are dead! Dead!"
Guards soldiers carrying stg-44 assault rifles rushed up the stairs. On the stairs, they smashed the magic circle that had just risen in front of a puppet wearing a black robe. As the puppet fell, he prepared to
The fireball magic circle also quietly dispersed.
Because of their low level, the combat effectiveness of these puppets is similar to that of low-level magicians. Although they can use simple magic, their combat effectiveness is indeed not strong. Compared with the god puppet who blocks people from killing people, the combat effectiveness of these puppets in front of them is,
In fact, there are almost as few as ordinary soldiers.
With just one charge, these Guards soldiers rushed up the stairs, killed two puppets who had drawn their swords and were ready to fight, and occupied the entire room.
In the last room, the leader of the puppets stood up, looked at the black hole of the gun pointed at him, and sighed: "We stay here for the last batch of documents. Now it seems that this last batch of documents
, we can’t get it.”
"It seems there is no need for a trial. The one who stole our technology is the Puppet Empire!" An officer looked at a middle-aged woman wearing a gray magician's robe next to him and said.
"Same as last time, nothing can be learned from the interrogation. They are just puppets and may be abandoned at any time." The middle-aged woman wearing a magician's robe shook her head and said, "It's a very troublesome case."
"It's indeed troublesome..." The leader of the puppet nodded, as if he agreed with the other party's words. Then his movements became stiff, and he stretched out his black robe with one hand and shook it twice: "Goodbye!"
After saying the last sentence, the puppet fell to the ground as if its soul had been taken away.
"We have cracked two such cases recently. Except for the bewitched executors, they were all puppets like this." The middle-aged woman said helplessly as she watched the puppets fall to the ground.
"What exactly do the puppets...the puppet empire want to do? Don't they know that there is a limit to Ailan Hill's patience?" The officer leading the troops frowned and asked bitterly.
"It seems that they are very interested in our technology. In fact, in the Magic Empire, they seem to be the only ones using the same mechanical technology as we imagined." The woman replied: "Their technology has many similarities with ours.
, so it’s inevitable to be interested.”
"Then we are just going to be fooled passively like this?" The officer leading the troops continued to question with some reluctance.
"Not entirely... We are also studying the technology of the puppet empire..." The woman glanced at the officer and said with a sneer: "But these are not within your reach."
What she didn't say clearly was that in a secret base in Eiland Hill, there were so many engineers studying magic puppets that they could form an infantry battalion...
